Practice Lookin Fly

Lyrics

[Chorus: Quez] I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Let me check myself, let me check myself Let me check myself, I'm fly OK [Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.] OMG, look at me What these shoes on my feet? They don't come out til next week Oh boy, oh boy Fresher than a dope boy When I step foot on the scene, they be like dam, you go, boy Oh yeah, please believe it They say I'm so conceited Fabby and Travi, DJ, DJ, repeat it Now I am on my own dick So if you don't like me, pimp, I don't give a shit Man, I'm super duper fly, freshest nigga on the attlis Top notch hoes butt naked on the mattress [?] like a caktis [?] Make sure that my mearor clean, wipe it off Need a full body shot, to see the shit that I just bought Man, Louis shoes, Louis shirt, with the Louis belt Like my brother Mac Dre, I am feeling myself Everyday I hit the mall, looking for brand new shit to buy I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly [Chorus: Quez] I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Let me check myself, let me check myself Let me check myself, I'm fly OK [Verse 2: Strap] I'm fresh to death, look at me Check the boy belt, Louis V I'm on Peach Street, looking in my reer view I'm the fast car, nowhere near you Mearor mearor mearor, what do you see? I see a million dollar nigga, with a million dollar scheme When I look in the mearor, see a bottle When you look in the mearor, you see a [?] I break the law, I'm so conceited You don't gotta say I'm fine, bitch, 'cause I don't need it Looking in the mearor, everything blinging Club turned up, got everybody singing [Chorus: Quez] I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Let me check myself, let me check myself Let me check myself, I'm fly OK [Verse 3: Quez] Mearor mearor mearor, tell me who the coldest? You ain't gotta say nothing, 'cause I already know this Got a mearor in my pocket, when I crack it when I drop it If I drop it, I will not know if I'm popping while I'm shopping Louis V is what I'm popping, can I top it? Well, I'm trying If I see it, I'ma buy it I'ma show why I'm the flyest Rich niggas eat good, broke niggas on a diat Say you think you on the plain, na, nigga, I'm the pilot Bitch [Chorus: Quez] I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Let me check myself, let me check myself Let me check myself, I'm fly OK [Verse 4: Ali] OK Adidas [?] laced up, fit Mark Jacob [?] nigga caked up, I'm fly OK, she was about the D-cup, got some pretty makeup Plus that bitch caked up, she fly OK I walk through the mall, bitches stop and pause Plus they drop they draws [?] Nigga, what's the cost? I think it's just because But hold up, let me check myself [Chorus: Quez] I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly Let me check myself, let me check myself Let me check myself, I'm fly OK